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You showed up on my doorstep In tears, I took you in And listened to your woes You cried about how your friend Abandoned your friendship You could not understand how One day the two of you were friends And the next you weren’t I shared with you how that same person Treated my friendship the same way Through shared pain and hurt We became good friends Now a few years later You have treated me The same exact way You don’t even have a few Hours to spare to go to lunch (In the last 2 years) With a so called good friend You must have forgotten How much being treated So callously felt I am sure you are a good friend Just not to me